The Sword Immortal- unparalleled in his talent with the sword at birth, matchless in his talent for battle, and without peer in experience- is tired, and he just wants to rest after lifetimes of violence. But will his new world just allow him to do so? Reincarnated into the body of the firstborn scion of the royal family of the Erendar Empire, he juggles secretly cultivating while also pretending to be a talentless sod. But how long can he keep up the act? Follow him as he battles boredom, empires, and even gods as he cuts out his peace in the world. *Author's note* Cover Art was AI generated from PicsArt.com and is viable for commercial use. My first try at a cultivation novel. Came up with the idea in a dream today, so I wanna see how far it can go. Leave a rate telling me how I can improve or comments about where you think the story should go because I want to make this as interactive as possible.